Justice For Juniper (Tatienne Richard) novel Chapter 82

Suki’s Spying Part II

Juniper watched the screen as the largest man she ever saw in her life walked up and picked Kyst up by the shirt and tossed him onto the hood of his car.

“You don’t fucking hit a woman.”

“She hit me first and dumped coffee on me. Fuck you buddy! I’m a lawyer and it was self–defense.” Kyst was scrambling to get off his car as Frank loomed over him.

Frank looked at the woman, “there is video surveillance out here. Let’s call the cops and –” The woman waved her hands frantically and ran off in her high–heels to a sports car parked several cars away and got it in it in a hurry. He looked at Kyst, “it’s your fucking lucky day but I have a friend who does work with the Toronto police and if they need a witness for her, I’m there.” He gave Kyst another shove and got into the car.

“Fuck you buddy,” Kyst screamed, “the bitch hit me first and I’m supposed to take it? Not in this century. Fuck that!” he looked down at his shirt, gave a frustrated curse and got into his car.

“The gentlest giant in the world went to save the day like a modern–day hero.” Suki gushed. “I can’t believe he just jumped right into a brawl without even thinking to back up a woman.”

“Did you see how Kyst actually got air from that loss?” she giggled behind her hand. “Frank is really strong.”

“He really is.” Suki grinned, “and he has stamina.”

They high fived over the table both giggling before Suki got serious again.

“That was definitely a client though, right? Was she the one from Montreal?”

“No. The one from Montreal has a really thick French accent. She was definitely not French. How many of them are there?”

“Do you think this was his schtick?” Suki asked curiously. “Do you think in order to drum up new business and make himself seen by his boss, he was flirting and sexting with women and leading them on?”

“It’s weird,” Juniper shook her head. “Nobody drums up business this way.”

“Frank said the same thing. He said lawyers don’t usually round up clients with their penises. His experience is that lawyers get to use their penises once they are rich and famous. He thinks there is more to it than this when I told him who he was. He told me to send you and Adil the video, but I didn’t want to send it until I talked to you first.”

Juniper shook her head, “how many of his clients were women?”

“I don’t know.”

“It doesn’t make sense.” Kyst was a good–looking man but the fact there were multiple women chasing him for his dick was  surprising.

“What if Denise really was the first person he actually cheated on you with, at least physically?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, sex sells, right? What if,” Suki shrugged with both hands in the air, “he was telling all these beautiful women everything they wanted to hear and they all thought they were in some kind of relationship with him. If this woman,” she tapped the phone, “thought it was her turn since you were divorcing him, what if he was stringing a bunch of them along and now they’re all coming out of the woodwork for the dick he promised them.”

“You think he was sexting a bunch of different women?”

“No way. Like you passed out because you were tired after and slept through dinner or you literally passed out cold.”

“The second one and I can also say, I don’t remember ever having an orgasm like that. I literally blacked out for seconds and then they were talking of doing it again. Then Phineas put me on his lap during dinner and fed me.”

“What’s with that?”

“Adil and Beni theorize it’s his way of earning love.”

“Do you like it?”

“If anyone else did it, probably not. With Phineas, it feels right.”

“If they’ll do all that why not just fuck you?”

“Because” she blushed, “they want to put a baby in me the minute my divorce is through and none of them want to wear condoms with me.”

She watched Suki go slack jawed before she erupted into gales of laughter.

“Nothing would tell Kyst more you’re never coming back than a baby bump.”

With that thought in her mind, Juniper continued drinking her coffee and despite some of the weirdness of Suki’s story considered how happy she was even without Kyst in her life.